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Therapeutic Disclosure


Last night we ate the last
of the trout I caught late last fall.

Maybe morbid but,
flaking that white meat gently
away from the bone,
exploring the myriad of fissures,
brought back memories
of finding life submerged,
and therapeutic disclosure of random encounter.


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Written February 12th, 2005

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  • belac
    May 10, 2005
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    oh man what a cool poem. And I don't mind at all how short it is because it had a very...(I think jerry had the right word) 'Spooky' feelin and leaves a wondering vibe.


  • JerryO1
    February 14, 2005
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    Wow. This is really kind of spookey. Very compelling metaphor. Nothing like a tightly focused, slightly twisted dark little poem for Valentines Day. Thanks!
    Edited on Feb 14, 11:12 p.m. because 'misspell'.